Fields of Gold

“You're talking about the sautéed vegetables, which are grown in the grass, and the leaves are feathery. I found this, it's an early spring pickle. Don't look so bad, it tastes delicious. No, you smell it. ”

Little grass dug a leaf with only two centimeters of pickled vegetables and sent it to his nose. There is a clear fragrance of vegetables.

“But this kind of vegetable is so small...” The little stone also squatted down and hummed his butt and dug the vegetables.

This is a lot of wild pickles, and it is estimated that a little white flower will blossom here in a few months. Yu Xiaograss picked up the bigger one, his hands and feet kept digging, and laughed: “We're early, we'll grow up in a few days. Biggest, the blades are an inch or two long! Don't dig too small and let it grow. ”

Along the trench, the brothers and sisters dig as they dig, and on the shore of the trench toward the yang, the vegetables sprout earlier, the leaves are obviously bigger.

The warm sun rose gradually in the spring, and the little grass took his brother with it, bathing in the warm sun and harvesting the first vegetables of early spring.

At the foot of the mountain, a stone was chosen to sit down in Qian Wen, as if the book was less appealing to him. From time to time, when he heard the little rocks not far away, he raised his head from time to time and looked at the thin shadows dozens of meters away. Heart, never calm down again.

He simply put a roll of the book in his arms and walked in the direction of his sisters. The focused brothers, they didn't find him close.

Yu Xiaowei squatted and moved forward step by step. The shovel in his hand kept busy. Qian Wen went over —— is there really a vegetable this time of year?

All of a sudden, Grass saw a lot of vegetables in front of him, his head was quite big, and he shouted with joy, and he jumped with joy. Without paying attention to the money behind her, her head hit his chin all at once.

Little grass covered his head, turned his head and saw the same cover on his chin, a painful face of Qian Wen, some embarrassment: “Sorry, didn't notice you behind me, did it hurt? ”

When Qian Wen was hit, he accidentally bit the tip of his tongue and tears appeared in his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, afraid that his little sister would see his tears.

The responsibility wasn't for the grass, and he was very graceful: "It's not me. I shouldn't be so close.” His tongue was wounded, he kept breathing cool air, his voice was a little blurred and his expression slightly distorted.

Yu Xiaograss shouted, laughing: “We didn't mean to, no one should apologize. Did we wake you up for reading? After digging this piece, I'll take the little rock away...”

“No, no! I came out mainly to relax, sir said to combine leisure and work... let me help you dig vegetables.” Qian Wen slipped his cotton robe, squatted down and found himself without a shovel.

Little grass shook his head and lowered his head to dig up what had just been discovered. "No, you should go read a book. It's mine to keep you from studying. ”

Qian Wen smiled: “Sir said, you can't learn from reading." Theory "Cloud: Four bodies are not diligent, five valleys do not distinguish, which is the husband?” Saying, I took a shovel from her and shoveled it toward the vegetables on the ground...

“Hey, hey! Be careful, stick it to the shovel or the leaves will be separated!” Yu Xiaograss saw him clumsily digging the pickles, and quickly destroyed a few pieces of kung fu, he warned in a heartfelt manner.

Little rock came from a distance, and he carried a large amount of rice noodles in his jacket. When he saw that Qian Wen used his sister's shovel, he put the rice noodles in the basket and handed his shovel to his sister. “Second sister, you use mine, I run fast. Go home and get another one! ”

Before the voice went down, he spread his legs and flew away.

Yu Xiaowei crouched down and patiently showed Qian Wen a few times, and Qian Wen soon dug up like an image. The two men squatted side by side on the trenches, silently digging the vegetables, and from time to time gently communicating who had dug a large one. There is a faint peace and harmony between the two...

Shortly afterwards, the pebble took the shovel and ran back, followed by the chirping Qian Wu. Qian Wu saw that his brother didn't read the book, and helped the grass dig the vegetables. "Brother, why are you here? Didn't you come out to read the book? ”

Qian Wen glanced at him, a genuine book: “I have read it, while working on the contents of the memoirs, it is conducive to understanding and integration. Takeshi, didn't Mother tell you to put the duck down? You sneak out again and watch your mother beat you with a broomstick! ”

For this brother, who is three years older than himself, but is always old, Qian Wu is still a little offended. He shrunk his neck and said: “The ducks have arrived in the pond, they will find their own food, nothing is wrong with me... By the way, Little Rock, what are you doing with all the turf laid behind your house?” Gotta change the subject!

Yu Xiaoxue looked at him with a smile and found that the little guy looked nothing like his brother. Brother white and clean Sven, the five officials are sophisticated, but his brother's skin is dark, his eyebrows are big, he smiles two little tiger teeth, and his tiger head is very cute.

Little stones proudly straightened their waistboards and said, "What kind of turf is that? It's called a straw. It's made of straw and straw to keep the vegetables warm! ”

“Keeping the food warm? Your vegetables won't be planted now, will they?” Qian Wen looked at Yu Xiao Wen with surprise and intuition told him that this should be her masterpiece.

Indeed, Little Rock was proud to say, “Yes! The one in the front yard has been planted for three or four days. When I opened the grass seeds this morning, I noticed that the seeds were sprouting young buds! Is my second sister good? She can come up with a way that no one else knows! ”

“Oops! Did it really germinate? The tank is still frozen this evening, I'm not afraid of freezing!” Qian Wu opened his eyes to surprise. In previous years, all of his vegetables began to be planted at the end of March, with fresh vegetables to be eaten, at least in April and May.

After eating winter radish cabbage and pickled vegetable sauce, when I think of fresh green vegetables, Qian Wu feels the liquid in his mouth is accelerating.

“Didn't you get green vegetables at home soon?” Qian Wu looked at the small stone and envied it in his heart.

Little rock shook his head and said, "You can't eat yourself! The dishes are for money in town. Second sister said that when I earn money, I will also go to private school to study. Brother Wen, if you don't understand, I'll ask you! ”

Thinking that the Rock family can't even eat enough food at the moment, when the sister's can still think about her brother's academic career, Qian Wen had to look at the weed again.

The five officers of the grass are not excellent, the narrow, slightly picked Dan Phoenix eyes, light eyebrows, not enough nose, the mouth beeping, does not conform to the current aesthetic of the cherry mouth. But the combination is so vivid and natural on the palm-sized little face.

Seeing his eyes, Grass smiled back. Next, with the participation of rich brothers, the speed of digging vegetables has improved considerably.

Although she has been wearing it for more than six months, the grass has not adapted to the habit of eating twice a day. Just after noon, her stomach began to grunt in protest. The grass covered the stomach with some cramps and the digging of vegetables slowed down.

Qian Wen, not far from her, overheard. Touched the bun in her arms, thought about it, digging the vegetables and sneaking up on her. Half a step away from her, she pulled out a bun and stuffed it in her hand quickly, then stood up and walked away quickly.

Little grass looked at the cloth bag in her hand and looked at the teenager's long, thin back. She opened it and saw that it was a bun made of white. At present, few houses in the village can afford such buns. It is estimated that Aunt Qian specially prepared them for this son.

To give it back to him, people have gone far. If you catch up, pull the crap for a bun, it's a little ugly. Thinking about it, re-pack the buns, put them under the basket of rice, and when you get back, find a chance to give them to him.

This is not the time to dig vegetables, although the seedlings have not yet spread, winning over no one to steal. Four dug for half a day, and both baskets were filled, carrying the heavy ones.

Little rock and Qian Wu, with a wooden stick, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Little grass bends over and tries to pick up the other one, but one big hand takes the first step.

Qian Wen picked up the basket and smiled at the little grass. When his shallow mouth was shallow, he nodded: “Let's go...”

On his way back, he met Zhao Hunter's son Zhao Xiao, carrying a wild chicken in his hand and walking in the direction of the Little Grass Family.

The Zhao hunters came to Dongshan Village 30 years ago, when Zhao hunters' father, with him as young as two years old, built a grass shed under Xishan and lived there. Their registration did not land in Dongshan Village and naturally they had no land. Fortunately, Grandpa Zhao was a good man and relied on hunting for a living.

Fifteen years ago, Grandpa Zhao suddenly left for a while. When he returned, he told his son Zhao Baofan that he had appointed a daughter-in-law, Zhao Huan's mother. This Auntie Zhao is gentle, the behavior will always reveal the upbringing of everyone's girlfriend. Everyone guesses that she may be the daughter of the fallen family. However, in the eyes of Little Grass, Auntie Zhao had the benefit and skill of the daughter of the door.

Zhao Xiao's younger age also learned the talents of family heritage. Little Grass has heard that every morning and evening, Grandpa Zhao will personally guide his son in martial arts. He once got Zhao Hunter to point out two tricks, and he got quite agile...

“Brother Chun, are you back hunting? How was your day?” The little stone threw down the basket in his hand and ran up.

Due to perennial martial arts practice, Zhao Yan, 13 years old, is much taller than his peers, and has seen more than one meter and seven. Wheat-colored skin has a healthy glow, a pair of sword eyebrows fly in and shine from time to time in the tiger's eyes. Standing next to Baijing Sven's Qian Wen, every word is a thousand autumns.